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It's not that I have nothing to say...
Jun. 1st, 2006 12:42 amIt's just that all of the stuff I'm mumbling to myself these last couple of days is long nattering whines about the '70's and assorted geezer stuff. Nothing that really warrants bandwidth. Like, this evening for listening in the car on the way to rehearsal, I grabbed Peter, Paul & Mary's Album 1700, Shawn Phillips' Second Offering, and a Leo Kottke album. Took me a while to figure out that I was hankering for acoustic guitar. (And has anyone on my flist besides Gwen ever heard of Shawn Phillips? Nope, didn't think so.)
( pointless natter about music, mostly ) Oh well, at least I'm going to a knitting conference in July; that one is right near my sister's place in PA so I don't have to pay for lodgings, which is what makes it do-able. I'm even treating my niece, who will be turning 12 that week, to a day at the conference - signed her up for one class and got her a pass to the exhibit hall/vendors' showplace. We should have fun.
Okay, one interesting tidbit from another magazine. Did you know that Nigeria has a space agency? That's right, Nigeria. There's a short article about it in Time (which, despite spouse's continuing to point out its toadying to big business and big politics, is nontheless the most liberal of the mass market newsweeklies, damning with faint praise though that is. I do need a newsweekly, and The Nation ain't gonna cut it for general news and blurbs.)
Let's see. Dexter is pretty much settled in, and I need to find a USB cable of the proper type to get those pictures onto the computer. At tonight's band rehearsal, I got elected band president for the next season, the 2006-2007 concert year. I ran on a platform of being willing to nag the Montgomery Village Foundation about putting up a "Caution! Step Down!" sign at the door before someone breaks their neck leaving rehearsal some night. And on Thursday, we pick up our two new used bunnies from the Harford County Humane Society; they've been spayed and neutered and are ready to come home. ( pet nattering )
Iced tea. Bills to pay. Sleep to get. Yoda to not imitate.
( pointless natter about music, mostly ) Oh well, at least I'm going to a knitting conference in July; that one is right near my sister's place in PA so I don't have to pay for lodgings, which is what makes it do-able. I'm even treating my niece, who will be turning 12 that week, to a day at the conference - signed her up for one class and got her a pass to the exhibit hall/vendors' showplace. We should have fun.
Okay, one interesting tidbit from another magazine. Did you know that Nigeria has a space agency? That's right, Nigeria. There's a short article about it in Time (which, despite spouse's continuing to point out its toadying to big business and big politics, is nontheless the most liberal of the mass market newsweeklies, damning with faint praise though that is. I do need a newsweekly, and The Nation ain't gonna cut it for general news and blurbs.)
Let's see. Dexter is pretty much settled in, and I need to find a USB cable of the proper type to get those pictures onto the computer. At tonight's band rehearsal, I got elected band president for the next season, the 2006-2007 concert year. I ran on a platform of being willing to nag the Montgomery Village Foundation about putting up a "Caution! Step Down!" sign at the door before someone breaks their neck leaving rehearsal some night. And on Thursday, we pick up our two new used bunnies from the Harford County Humane Society; they've been spayed and neutered and are ready to come home. ( pet nattering )
Iced tea. Bills to pay. Sleep to get. Yoda to not imitate.
